Decor, cooking, organization, all the pretty things
I think I'm turning into Jay Leno.
My youngest loves to read the local police blotter in the newspaper for the absolute lunacy he finds there. He posts the real gems on my father's refrigerator.
Who steals a strawberry bush? Who notices it has gone missing?
Or should I say…
Qui vole un buisson de fraise? Qui remarque l'a disparu?
The chickens are officially free roaming! We let them out on Saturday and I recorded their first foray out into the world.
They did all eventually come out and they stuck together the entire two hours they were out.
I've been giving them a daily treat of scratch in the late afternoon. They know the sound the bag makes and it was quite easy to get them all back in the coop just by crinkling the bag a little bit. They came running.
And the Belle/Chicken meeting went fine (I wish I had captured that on video – it was pretty funny). Belle and one of the girls just went nose to nose and then Belle flopped on the ground and rolled over and the chicken wandered off. Not nearly as dramatic as we were expecting.
Have a fabulous weekend everyone!
If you had the opportunity to raise peacocks would you do it? At the beginning of the year a friend of Rick's called him and said her neighbor had moved and had abandoned a peahen and her chicks.
They (the neighbors) had a pair of them and when they moved they took the male but for some reason left behind the female. I'm guessing looks had something to do with it. Rick's friend went over to check on her and found a nest of eggs and then a few weeks later they hatched.
We did not take them (otherwise you know I would be blogging the high heavens out of them) because we wanted to remain on civil terms with our own neighbors who may not relish the sound of peafowl in such close proximity. They are very noisy, you know. The peafowl – not the neighbors.
Last night I had one of those dreams that feels like you are absolutely awake and it's really happening. I dreamed I got up in the middle of the night and looked out our sliding glass door and there was a big peacock standing on the deck, looking in. I looked past him and there were a dozen more on the lawn.
I was so disappointed to wake up and find out it was just a dream. It looked positively bucolic with them out there.
Now I'm wondering if we were too hasty in turning down the peahen and her babies.
Has anyone had any experience with peacocks? Had them yourself or know someone that did?
(I can just see Rick getting very nervous at the direction this post is taking….)
and
(those are the actual peafowl that were offered up. How could we have refused at all! They are so cute!)
Okay now I can officially wish you all a Happy Autumnal Equinox.
On Monday I worked 13 hours. On Tuesday 17 hours. I'm feeling a bit like old Mr. Pumpkin Head up there. Slightly goofy and punch drunk on lack of sleep. And my hair is starting to look kind of like his too.
Today I am going to work a few hours and then call it a day. I want to spend some time out on the deck, cleaning out my neglected deck pots. I have an idea for that pretty French wire planter my friend Kath gave me. Something low maintenance.
And hopefully blogworthy. Things have been kind of dull around here. I vow to liven things up. Fall kind of invigorates me that way. I start feeling more creative.